The Wolf King's Luna

Chapter 78

CATHERINE

That voice sounded oddly familiar, and it wasn't long before I could pinpoint just who it was. We both tiptoed to the corner and saw Mia, who was on the phone.

She didn't notice us, which was quite a relief. Damon wanted to go and confront her, but I was quick to stop him.

“Just let her be." I stopped him before he could do anything drastic. He looked at me with a confused look.

I quickly pulled him out of there before she could see us and dragged him to another corner, which was farther away.

He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at me with a plain look. “It's obvious that she's up to something, but yet you're willing to just let her go scot-free?” He inquired.

“She'd deny it if we confronted her, so I think it's best that we just lay low and try to figure out what she's up to on our own.”

He thought about it and nodded in response. His mind was puzzled, and throughout the way home, he didn't say a word about it.

His reaction got me worried, especially since he's remained rather quiet.

“Are you okay?” I touched his shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts. He looked up at me, taken aback at first, but just nodded in response.

“I don't know why, but I'm having an odd feeling about it. What does she mean by that? And who is she referring to too?”

I knew that he was finding it hard to admit it, especially since they've been friends for a rather long time. He's finding it hard to believe that she'd want to betray him.

I didn't want to jump to conclusions just yet until we'd figured out a way to bring out everything that she's been doing. I patted his back softly as a way to help with what he was feeling.

He looked at me with a small smile on the side of his face. I knew he wasn't too happy, but he would have to accept the truth sooner or later.

We arrived back at the mansion, his hands clasping mine as he led me up to his study before I could say anything else. A maid was there cleaning it out for him, but he dismissed her. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Get Ryder in here for me,” he ordered her.

She nodded in response and walked out to her Ryder, who arrived minutes later. He could see the tension on our faces, which created more issues for him.

He looked at both of us and said, “I don't know what's up with the silence, but I'm praying that it's nothing bad.”

“We think Mia has something to do with the attack."

“We don't know if she does,” he interrupted me, and I couldn't believe that he was defending her at this point.

“It's just a phone call, and it could be about anybody since there's no need to jump to undefined conclusions,” he stated.

I had to gulp down a large amount of my saliva as a way to hide the pain that I was feeling and how he just proved how much she meant to him, making me feel worthless.

“He should tell you all the details in context." I turned my attention back to Ryder. “I'm hungry and would go grab myself something to eat instead.”

"Cathy…"

I didn't bother answering him, as all I wanted to do was just clear my head right now. She was obviously up to something, and even if he's not convinced, I'm going to do what needs to be done.

“I knew that it was you who was seated here." A squeaky voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

Faye was approaching me, and I was somewhat grateful that she was coming. It was getting somewhat annoying to drown in my sorrows all alone.

She took a seat beside me, enjoying the scenery as we both sat down in silence. It was good until she noticed that I was feeling very down.

“What's with that face? Did Damon do something wrong again?” She inquired, adding a bit of sassiness to make me smile.

It worked, and I giggled lightly but was quick to snap out of it. “It does involve Damon, but more of Mia,” I opened up.

“Oh,” she let out. “You do know that they're just childhood friends, right? Damon only wants you and would never think of cheating on you.”

If only that was affirmative. It's accurate that she thinks of him as something much more than a friend, and he's just too nice to notice that part of her.

“I know,” I said. “But I don't know why, but I feel like she's up to something. She's just acting odd, and I can't help it.”

She was about to reply, but a voice disrupted her before she could say anything else.

“Cathy…” Damon called.

What was he doing here? Couldn't he just give me some breathing space and perhaps some time alone?

I decided to hear him out, but Mia came to him at that moment, intensifying the anger that I was initially trying to subdue.

I turned to Faye and grabbed her hand, pulling her up. “Let's get out of here,” I told her.

“But he wants to see you; why are you in such a hurry to leave?” She demanded to know.

The sight of Mia was making me pissed, and I just didn't want to be around either of them. I managed to grab Faye away from there, and we went to the yard instead, where seats were already lying around.

“Thank the Goddess,” she said, taking a seat on the chair, trying to catch her breath. “Why did you leave the moment Mia arrived?” She questioned.

I ignored her question and decided to ask her for a favor instead. “Can you help me with something, Faye?” I asked.

She raised her brows, curious to know what I meant. “What do you mean?” She asked.

“I need you to help me bust Mia.”